Praveen Kumar 
afraid of what I would see if I peeked inside, I became deaf and dumb to the emotions that my heart cried out;
the day slowly slips by bringing nothing to conclusion bringing nothing new to light, it slowly dragged on the inevitable;
with every step that I take, my confidence grows even further allowing me to take on everything allowing me to acknowledge my emotions;
like a wild fire, that went out of control, the madness around me morphed from a child with no fears, into an adult scared to accept what my hearts cries out;
it seems that I knew this forever, lying within me, making it presence felt now and then, like the seasons changing, my mind changed what I once thought was forever;
time slipped so quickly, and before I could take a breath, I realized it's now or never, I realized how much I had lost;
shrouded by the safe haven I built around me, I failed to acknowledge the beautiful sun shining outside, I failed to notice the chirping of the birds, I forgot to laugh and smile enjoying the things I like to do;
as each wave of emotions came in slowly, under the bright light of the moon, I stood here hypnotized by the glow of what life still has to offer;
amidst the chaos of my soul, one dim light still flickered on, strong enough to prevent the darkness engulfing my soul completely;
strong enough to keep the, river of dreams flowing, to keep dreaming of a wonderful, beginning for you and me together;
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- They say dreams are the windows of the soul--take a peek and you can see the inner workings, the nuts and bolts. - Henry Bromel
One must desire something to be alive. - Margaret Deland
The inability to open up to hope is what blocks trust, and blocked trust is the reason for blighted dreams. - Elizabeth Gilbert
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This poem was first written and published on Sept 14, 2008. It has been updated on Mar 05, 2021.
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3 comments
very nicely written. dreams are the windows to the soul.
beautiful!
living in dreams? is that what you mean?? good one
okay got it now.. amazing it is